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psst
did u know i'm still alive
If your wizard OC doesn’t have a huge motherfucker hat and gold stars and a dope ass purple cloak then fuck you I cast spell be more whimsical or die on you
I had an aneurysm trying to read this, please use comers
no fuck you enjoy confusion
from the halloween ‘87 show
Oliver Herford in the Pittsburgh Daily Post, Pennsylvania, September 29, 1917
Just a reminder, this series had a 13 year run.
DRAGONSLAYER (1981)
unmute this now
when you can’t stop thinking of that one joke
he had a good day
Peter Garfield, Mobile Homes, 1995-1997.
“The man whom the trees loved." From Pan’s Garden by Algernon Blackwood, 1919.
From spooky trees to giant trees to that tree that fell in the forest that no one heard: vintage tree imagery.
The imagery that Tumblr bizarrely deemed insensitive to community standards: Weblog ◆ Books ◆ Videos ◆ Music ◆ Etsy
From Brown’s Standard Elocution and Speaker by Isaac Hinton Brown, 1911.
From all-seeing eyes to cats’ eyes, see my eyes gallery.
Context: Weblog | Books | Videos | Music | Etsy
Quadrantid meteor in Orion by Rhinottw
★☆★ SPACE ★☆★
1967
Plagued by ghosts, 1631 (detail)
Island II Cody Cobb
for wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning — Vincent van Gogh
and people say the classics aren’t relatable
why do I feel like it’s greek equivalent of suddenly craving bk whopper in like 3 am.